[Deep, deep down, maybe Lalli is genuinely happy that Emil is here with him! Maybe!! But it's easier to give his friend gross butterscotch and spit-spiked ice cream than, like, actually admit that, so here they are. Two awkward idiots...
But oh, wait—he definitely remembers this rule.]
...You're welcome.
[A quick and quiet thing that he follows up with a shrug, because does he care that he can't buy anything else? Not particularly. He'll care tomorrow, when breakfast is once again bland and boring, but for now... eh. He's sleepy and (almost) full, so.]
What else do you want?
[He says as he pointedly eyes the many bags of CLOTHES just sitting here. Emil...]
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But oh, wait—he definitely remembers this rule.]
...You're welcome.
[A quick and quiet thing that he follows up with a shrug, because does he care that he can't buy anything else? Not particularly. He'll care tomorrow, when breakfast is once again bland and boring, but for now... eh. He's sleepy and (almost) full, so.]
What else do you want?
[He says as he pointedly eyes the many bags of CLOTHES just sitting here. Emil...]